Page 129 of Oathbreaker

And now I’m wearing it…and Frankie is wearing the matching one the designer made for her too.

And her shoes have sparkles too.

And my girls are dressed to the nines as well—gorgeous beyond measure, but it’s not just the heels and dresses and hair and makeup we all had done.

It’s that they’re overjoyed for me. For Frankie. For Colt.

For the family we’re building.

For all the joy that’s coming our way.

My heart is full.

Because I’m happier than I ever thought possible.

There’s a knock at the door, and Willow opens it.

“Is it safe to infiltrate the female zone?” Dash teases as he walks into the bridal room at the chapel, his hand over his eyes.

Willow huffs out a sigh and pulls his hand free. “It’s safe, goofball.”

He touches her cheek then turns my way and freezes, his face going soft in a way I’ve never seen before. Then he’s striding over to me, his eyes damp, his voice a little rough. “You look beautiful, sis.”

“Thanks, big bro,” I whisper.

He hugs me carefully, mouth at my ear when he murmurs. “Like a fucking princess, Thorny. And I can’t imagine anyone better than you to marry my best friend.” He leans back, cups my jaw. “And I can’t imagine anyone better to marry my sister than Colt.”

There’s a sniff.

And my eyes aren’t dry either.

“No tears!” Aspen commands. “The makeup artist left already.”

I suck in a breath, exhale—and I’m not the only one.

Then I have to do it again when he reaches his hand into his pocket and pulls out two boxes.

“From Colt,” he murmurs, passing one to me and one to Frankie.

Inside are matching delicate gold bracelets with our initials on them.

Perfect.

Simple.

As is the letter Dash hands me.

I’ll be the one waiting at the end of the aisle.

-C

P.S. I love you more than my next breath.

We make it through the letters and the bracelets and the last minute preparations without having to do massive makeup repairs—though I do wipe away a tear when Dash crouches in front of Frankie and uses his big hands to carefully put on her bracelet.

Then the girls are walking out the door.

I smooth Frankie’s hair back.